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Ghost stories are usually fake. Tell me a true one.
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I don't have a ghost story. | 5 | |
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i will make one up. | 1 | |
i don't believe in ghosts. | 6 |
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Ghost stories are usually fake. Tell me a true one.
I will tell my ghost story. | 1 | |
I don't have a ghost story. | 5 | |
I will repeat one i heard before. | 1 | |
i will make one up. | 1 | |
i don't believe in ghosts. | 6 |
A man walks into a bar. It kills him and be becomes a ghost. Whilst in the afterlife he decides he fancys wearing ladies knickers and eating paint chips. He pretty much just hangs around the 7/11 all day fist bumping Muslim refugees and singing dirty songs about fucking the eye hole of a jack o lantern.
long ago there was a forest, known to the nearby villages as the forest of death.."but papa howd it get a name like that?"...in due time sugarbear..in due time.
now there was a young girl, the most curious child in the village, she thought it wise to explore the forest despite the rumors of children wandering into it and never returning.
she enters the dense plants and bush, wandering aimlessly for a few minutes, but after finding nothing of any particular interest she returns to the village eager to see the peoples familar faces however she instead returns to find....to find...no village, no villagers, none of the animals but instead...she finds Donald Trump in womens lingerie doing the macorana to that song "Anaconda" by nicki minaj, with a rubber snake around his neck!!!..
spooky right?